Divine renewal is not God fixing what’s broken —it’s God refreshing what has been faithful. It is the holy reset of the soul. The quiet rebuilding of strength. The gentle reminder that you are not meant to pour forever without being filled again. Divine renewal is God saying, “Come rest. I’ve got you from here.”

Some losses came through bad decisions. Some through betrayal. Some through obedience.Some through circumstances beyond your control. Some through simply surviving life. And if we’re honest, one of the heaviest questions we ask God is this: “Can I ever get back what I lost?” The answer of Heaven is not vague. It is not hesitant. It is not conditional. The answer is yes.

In Chapter 14 of Book II of S.O.L.A.D.™: Soldiers of Light Against Darkness™, we find one of the most emotionally charged, spiritually rich moments in the entire series. Angeline™, still fighting for her city, has created a powerful force field wrapped in purity bombs to defend the innocent. But something goes wrong. Her body weakens. Her mind frays. She can no longer control the power she’s released. Just when it seems like she might be consumed by the very weapon meant to d

Clarity is the moment when Heaven whispers,“This is who you are. This is where you’re going. This is what I meant. This is why I allowed what I allowed.” And often… clarity comes after seasons that feel like confusion, contradiction, silence, or delay. You see, divine clarity does not arrive wrapped in comfort. It often arrives wrapped in the very moments we would’ve avoided.

Chapter 9: "Green-Eyed Monsters" of Book II: S.O.L.A.D.™ is intense. Two allies—Angelo™ and Jeff: Ward of Law™—both chosen to defend the world, both deeply committed to the mission, end up nearly killing each other. Not because of betrayal, or demonic possession, or overt lies—but because of something quieter, sneakier, and far more familiar: Jealousy. Controlled by a green-eyed demoness, the emotions they thought they had mastered were used against them like weapons. Harsh w

This week, I want to talk to you heart-to-heart about something we all go through, whether we admit it or not: the buried battles. You know what I mean. Those silent struggles. The seasons where it feels like life has shoved you face-first into the dirt and piled more weight on top. You’re not just down—you feel buried. Forgotten. Suffocating. Like the next breath might be your last.